Ashlyn's POV
I was done suffering from Lucifer's injustice. For many hours I was there licking the floor and when I was finally done my stomach turned. What I did,not going down well with it. If I should throw up here, I'd have to lick back my vomit and that I would not be able to do.
Vino picked me up from the ground. "Good job." He said in sarcasm.
I could not reply him as he dragged me down to the dungeon.
It was darker than the rest of the house and in a sorta way creepy.
Indeed it was and it was half filled with prisoners. Prisoners from battle I believe.
Not even a ray of light could seep through this darkness.
Vino threw me into one of the cells and locked it up and went away.
I tried to accustom my eyes to my surroundings but it was quite difficult. I could see the bars of each cell but not the people in it. I could hear their heartbeats,each at a different pulse,at a different rate but I could not see their faces.